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The thing about this table, the big one that took up the centre of the room, was that it was very tempting to crawl under it and simply exist there for hours at a time. Or, at least, to allow his body to exist there, which was not exactly the same thing, but close enough.
Milo, having wandered into this room not entirely by accident (because his wanderings had been without intent) was at that moment lying beneath the big table. Flat on his back, staring upwards, palms down on the stone floor. Shoes still AWOL. Socks still odd, still purple and green, still striped, but a different pair today. Not until he heard rustling noises about the room did he suddenly come back to himself, but it took an extra moment to come to the conclusion that there was someone in here with him.
He could see the someone's feet, see, once he looked.
And, while the someone seemed to be occupied, Milo quietly scooted out from beneath his shelter and poked his head up, so that only the top half of his face was visible over the table. And he watched.
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